chrismachine wrote:I would have loved a few pictures... they still on the curb?

Pics of old furniture? Nah. They weren't antique-old, just 1970's old. And my new furniture doesn't get delivered until Wednesday so I still have a couple of days until I have a couch again.

On a totally unrelated note, I've been looking up genealogy stuff and it turns out I'm part-Canadian! One branch of my family is from Illinois, who came down south from Wisconsin, and, except for the one guy who immigrated to the US straight from Belgium, they all came there from Québec. Roughly the Trois-Rivières area. The stuff that ancestry.com has online is AMAZING; I found the baptismal certificates for several of these old timers already scanned in and indexed! It's a good thing they're scanned in, too, because that old timey French handwriting is very hard for me to read.

On a totally related note, I may end up driving through Ottawa on my way to Québec later this summer. I guess you'll be too busy with babby teims but I'll wave on the way by!

If you decide to stop for coffee let me know a bit in advance and I'll see what I can do. I am busy, but I'm also on summer break. Trois-Rivières is not totally far from here either, that's pretty cool. The old French writing is hilarious indeed, specifically the "p"s.

I now have a durned fancy sectional with freaking recliners at either end. I am a seriously happy camper. The thing's so comfy when I sat down I couldn't make myself move for like an hour-and-a-half. So very relaxed.

That's awesome Ponder. I've had my couch/chair combo for ten years now and the couch is still one of the most comfortable on the planet, but the cats had gotten to it too much for my liking. I am looking forward to a new one, but afraid I won't find one as comfy.

Anyway - I'm in PA until tomorrow, been having fun with my friend....a little too much fun (wearing an ankle wrap), but fun. I go home tomorrow though and I have no ambition to go back to work. I came out here for a get away, as I had become a very angry person at work, but I don't have too many options and cannot leave. Home life is still good, but I was a walking time bomb every where else. I'm feeling better, but I won't actually know until I go back to work...probably Tuesday.

this was slydon's secret spamta gift to me a couple years ago. It's been sitting rolled up in my closet until my gf and i decided to finally have it framed. after framing it, lining it up just right, and waiting for me to get the camera, i hear her say "oh, he's crying! i get it now!"

ntw3001 wrote:Sass has to come from the heart, not from the shirt.

traubster wrote:I find it irritating whenever I walk through a cemetery and there's not one gravestone that reads something like, "We're all grateful that he's dead. Sorry if he owed you money."

I was indeed busy yesterday at a birthday party for a close friend's son, but I'm hopeful you were able to get in to the parliament buildings, and happy you came AFTER our tornado warning (we get one of those every like 5 years... and I bet you thought you'd have gotten away from all of that!). There was actually a small-ish funnel in a suburb South of the city.